Enya casually swung her sword, and a silver Sword Qi as fine as a hair shot out from the blade tip, flying at an astonishing speed.
Everything the Sword Qi passed through was cut in half. By the time those intending to ambush reacted, their bodies had already been sliced in two.
Enya leaped across the rooftops without pause.
Wherever she passed, sword scars littered the ground. Anyone with even a hint of killing intent died under her Sword Qi.
Yet despite this, these people still rushed forward one after another to their deaths.
These people didn’t actually belong to the Hall of Shadows. They were members of the local powers in the City of the Other Shore.
The reason they attacked Enya and her group was because the Hall of Shadows had incited them from behind.
But that wasn’t a reason to show mercy. Enya accepted all comers and gave each one a Sword Qi.
After Enya had walked and cut her way through, the situation in the City of the Other Shore became turbulent.
Some out-of-towners left the city and temporarily fled toward the harbor.
Landing on top of a five-story building, Enya looked back at the path she had taken. It was a mess of rubble and ruins.
She released her grip, and the standard longsword in her hand shattered into pieces on the ground.
Suddenly, a black line stabbed to within about fifty centimeters of Enya, but that final distance could not be closed any further.
Enya had raised her hand at some point. The nail of her right thumb and the nail of her middle finger directly pinched that jet black dagger. Her gaze swept toward a patch of shadow not far away.
In that darkness, a pale white deer skull emerged.
In the eye sockets of the deer bone mask flickered a fierce red light. From the small patch of darkness, a giant over three meters tall abruptly stepped out.
Apart from that pale skull, his entire body was wrapped in black bandages. On his bulging, muscular frame hung strands of black cloth that swayed with his breathing.
Caw~
A flock of crows circled in the sky.
On the rooftop more than ten meters away, several more figures appeared. Some were dressed like assassins, others looked ordinary.
There were both men and women, each one a first-rate expert in the eyes of ordinary people, revered figures.
The assassins of the Hall of Shadows, along with the backbone forces of the local powers entrenched in the City of the Other Shore, had all been brought out now.
A fierce-faced man stared gloomily at Enya standing there gracefully.
His expression was extremely grave. In all his time in the City of the Other Shore, he had never encountered such a thing!
Just two people, and they wanted to cut down the entire City of the Other Shore?
Two people!
With such confidence, he couldn’t help but wonder just how powerful this cloaked woman really was.
He pondered for a moment, then spoke to the old man leaning on a cane beside him.
“Old geezer, do you have any idea what level this woman is?”
“I do not.”
The old man shook his head, then added,
“I only know that this woman likely fought against Shadow Hall Master and Sylvia at White Stone City. But the one who truly made a move to kill those two was probably that Elven Saintess.”
“….”
Those words were particularly frightening.
The level of an Elven Saintess was not something they could reach.
The old man lightly lifted his cane, then slammed it hard on the ground.
The ground beneath his feet turned into a pool of black mud. The black mud molded into a humanoid form, and a pair of dark wings spread from its back.
“We just need to hold her off. Leave the rest to Kill Hall Master.”
“…Alright, but don’t forget the agreed payment.”
“Of course.”
“Hmph!”
The man snorted, then swept his gaze over everyone present.
There were three major powers in the City of the Other Shore: one managed gambling and deathmatch arenas, one managed pleasure houses, and one sold tobacco and addictive drugs.
They rarely gathered together, mostly keeping to themselves, though there had been instances of mutual attacks and annexation in the past.
Ever since the Hall of Shadows interfered and established a treaty, they had each kept to their own affairs on the surface.
But no one expected that today, because of an outsider woman, they would be forced to come together, even to the point of joining forces against a common enemy.
Beside them, a fat black man in luxurious clothes with a strange odor emanating from him, and a heavily made-up, seductive prostitute, both stared at Enya with equally grave expressions.
Enya flicked away the black dagger she had pinched and looked down at those people.
Their strength was not bad…
These three, along with the assassins of the Hall of Shadows, all had Sixth Rank Peak Magic Power, and there was even one who had broken through to the Seventh Tier—the assassin who had thrown the black dagger earlier.
Such strength, even elsewhere, would be enough to dominate a region. To deal with the unfathomable Enya, they seemed thoroughly prepared, like a lion hunting a rabbit.
But so what?
Under the black hood, Enya’s exquisite and stunning face revealed a faint smile. She took out another standard longsword.
With a sword in her hand again, her presence changed completely.
Those besieging her silently marveled at the sight.
So strong!
Just standing there, she already made them feel like needles pricking their backs.
Enya said calmly,
“I’m in a hurry. All of you come at once.”
“!”
Everyone was startled.
Arrogant, how arrogant!
They were puzzled—how did this woman, whose magical aura was only at Sixth Rank Peak, have the right to look down on them?
The three representing gambling, prostitution, and drugs exchanged glances.
The black fat man grinned, revealing a mouthful of foul black teeth, and said,
“You guys aren’t getting cold feet, are you?”
“Heh, this one just values her life. Don’t you go running away.”
“Enough talk. Let’s go together and kill this arrogant bitch.”
Enya watched coldly, standing unmoving on the rooftop.
City of the Other Shore, Harbor.
“Look! A boat is coming.”
The people crowded on the dock watched the outline of the ferry become clearer. They couldn’t help but wonder who would be entering now.
The City of the Other Shore had been sealed off. Without the Ferryman’s boat, they couldn’t leave, so they could only wait on the dock.
Now that a boat had arrived, it was like grasping at a lifeline.
The ferry was pushed by the current and gradually docked. As soon as it touched the shore, people climbed aboard.
The scene was like poking an anthill, leaving the people on the ferry dumbfounded.
What was happening?
Suddenly, a figure leaped up from the ferry.
This cloaked figure transformed into a blazing flame in midair, and within the scorching fire, a red dragon appeared.
The red dragon measured nearly twenty meters from head to tail. Its spread wings were like burning flames.
On the dragon’s chest, an orange-yellow light flickered like a heartbeat.
The appearance of the dragon startled everyone on the dock. Some unlucky people accidentally fell into the Black River water.
Fortunately, this was the shore, so they wouldn’t fall directly into the bottomless darkness.
Yifu flapped her wings, and a wave of heat slammed into the ground. She flew toward the city.
Upon entering, Yifu felt a special throb, and at the same time, the item she carried stirred.
This meant that the person she was looking for was here.
Premium Chapter
Login to buy access to this Chapter.